Sergei led a cavalry and charged in the lead, like an invincible arrow, destroying all the way.

Under Sergei's long sword, all obstacles became vulnerable, and the sword passed and disappeared......

At this time, Sergei was already covered in blood, he had destroyed at least a dozen pitchers behind the courtyard, hundreds of refugees had died under his long knife, and the crusader cavalry following him were all scarred, but they were still fighting fiercely.

At this time, every crusader knew very well that as long as they retreated, the whole army would be annihilated, and the only way out for victory was to fight against the water.

Now, it's time to fight for courage!

Sergei has already killed red eyes.

He knows that he can't fall, he is a banner, and if he falls, it will trigger a chain reaction.

In fact, Sergei had already smelled the smell of victory, and he believed that as long as they persisted, the victory would be theirs, because the army of refugees they faced was too vulnerable – albeit one of the great casualties inflicted on the crusaders.

The battle is already in a stalemate.

Every crusader was blood-eyed, forgetting fear, and in their eyes there was nothing but killing and destruction......

Disheveled!

The long knife cut through the night, a thigh-thick wooden pillar was split in two, the whole wooden structure of the house collapsed, a burning torch was thrown into it, the house burned its raging fire, the sky was half red, in the courtyard, there was a scream, Sergei let out an earth-shattering laugh.

"Brothers, kill!" Sergei's long knife slashed into the air, making a thunderclap-like sound, and the sound was terrifying.

Hundreds of iron horsemen followed behind Sergei, tearing through the endless darkness like a sharp arrow.

"Amitabha!" a clear Buddha number remembered, in the air, a monk wearing a robe and holding a Buddhist bead flew in the air, stopping the imposing Sergei, standing in the middle of the street, like a mainstay of the rock.

"Death to those who stand in my way!"

Sergei shouted violently, and hurriedly urged the war horse under his crotch, and the war horse neighed in the sky, and rushed towards the monk, unstoppable.

The monk was not afraid of Sergei's momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers, holding Buddhist beads, constantly urging, and his whole body actually exuded a dazzling light, which was delicate.

A shocking scene appeared, in front of the monk, there was actually a huge light shield, the light shield stood in the middle of the street, majestic and tall, people could not look up.

"Carving insect skills, dare to be ugly, go to death!"

Sergei Ha Luha laughed wildly, the long knife in his hand was raised in the air, making a thunderous sound, in the air, the silver snake danced wildly, and the snow-bright long knife suddenly turned into a huge luminous body and slashed down in the air.

Seeing the snowy long knife slashing down, the monk's eyes showed a trace of shock, and his mouth hurriedly urged, and the light shield became more and more condensed.

It's a long story, but in fact, it's all between the lightning and flint, just between the appearance of the monk and the slashing of Sergei's long knife, just a breath.

The snow bright long knife slashes down!

Rumble!

The huge shield of light was split into countless fragments of light and shadow that shot out in all directions, and the surrounding houses were hit by the fragments, and they were instantly wiped out.

"Ah......h

The monk's chest seemed to be hit by a giant hammer, and he let out a heart-rending scream, and the whole person actually flew upside down in the air, and fell heavily on the bluestone slab ground of the street, and a spiderweb-like crack immediately appeared on the bluestone slab, which was shocking.

"Kill!" Sergei let out an earth-shattering laugh, raised his long knife, and ran towards the monk without stopping.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

......

Seeing that the commander was killing all the way, hundreds of cavalry became more and more warlike, and in the earth-shattering shouts of killing, they instigated their war horses and rushed towards Sergei like a torrent of steel......

......

The monk struggled to stand up, but the huge force had already shocked his internal organs, and when he moved slightly, he immediately coughed up large balls of blood, and could only watch the murderous Sergei rush over.

"Ate it immediately. ”

Just when the monk was desperate, a young man with long hair in golden armor slowly walked in front of him.

Slowly......

The monk took a red projectile in the air, he didn't understand why it would cause a "slow" feeling, but it was indeed this feeling, and the golden-armored long-haired young man walked in front of him very calmly and calmly.

"Xie Lu, General Xie Zhao. The monk's face showed a hint of shame, he originally volunteered to resist the enemy, but he couldn't imagine that his decades of cultivation were not the best of the other party.

In fact, it is not the monk who makes the mistake, in the cultivation world of the Great Qin Empire, many cultivators do not take the crusade seriously, but once they really come into contact, they find that the crusaders are far more powerful than they imagined, and the crusader generals are all masters, and they are not inferior to the warriors of the Great Qin Empire......

Zhao Yuan nodded, standing in front of the monk, with long hair flying, and that majestic body was like a mountain.

"Are you Zhao Yuan on the list of wicked people?!" Sergey reined in his horse, pointed the long knife in his hand at Zhao Yuan, and asked loudly.

"Exactly. Zhao Yuan's deep gaze stared at Sergei, and he could feel the strong horizontal power contained in Sergei's body, and that power was on par with the four great gods of the Great Qin Empire.

"Okay, look at the knife!"

Sergei Ha Lang Ha smiled, full of pride, his legs were strong, and the war horse under his crotch immediately rushed towards Zhao Yuan at a gallop, with a long knife in his hand, and a remnant of dozens of zhang swept in the air, forming a snow-bright light curtain, and the momentum was overwhelming.

Facing the snow-bright long knife, Zhao Yuan was still standing like a mountain, and his deep gaze suddenly became as sharp as a blade.

This is a formidable opponent.

If you want to hit the opponent's morale, it is best to hit it with one blow and kill on the spot.

In fact, Zhao Yuan didn't know that Sergei was the boss, he just realized that the person in front of him was not low, after all, the other party was a master who could fight against the four great gods of the Great Qin Empire.

In the midst of lightning, Zhao Yuan made a decision.

Make an example!

Seeing that the long knife was getting closer and closer, Zhao Yuan, who was not moving at all, suddenly moved, without warning, Zhao Yuan moved his right hand all the time, a right hand with a fist, and his right hand appeared suddenly in the firelight.

Bang!

There was a palpitating muffled sound.

Zhao Yuan's fist smashed head-on into the long knife.

Time and space, at this moment, seemed to be frozen, not only the incredible expressions of Sergei and a group of cavalrymen, but also the monk who swallowed the pill and barely stood up, also had a shocked look.

Fight the long knife with flesh and blood, unless it is the incorruptible body of Vajra.

In fact, in the face of a strong man like Sergei, the King Kong in the martial arts is not bad, and it has no effect, you must know that the monk's light shield is also very powerful in the cultivation realm, and it can't withstand Sergei's blow, and its bravery can be seen.

One can almost imagine the bloody scene of Zhao Yuan's body being split into two petals.